Fukai No Yami

The sound is dancing in the wind...here and there
The conscience and broken ideals
Crime and punishment are mixing, the clear fire begins to extinguish...

The weak word of the end resounds
Even while screaming, the voice gets astray with the depths of the distorted world
Everything, even the completely inflamed heart, breaks down

Delete the fleeting voice with a laughter that transparent wave of darkness...
Those feelings that shake each other freeze, the voice of the blind tumbles...

The leaves of the dry trees swing back and forth while they're dancing
The darkness of the distorted world, in which screams are disappearing
The voices that fight their agony in the world of the dead, dissolve in nothingness

They break through, they break through
They are caught in the deep darkness
And endless shiver shakes the body

The sound flutters in the wind . . . shaking, floating
Laying waste to reason and consciousness
A mingling of crime and punishment
Now suddenly the light disappears

The last fragile word echoes
Even if I scream, my voice . . . the end of the decaying world
All of my heart is inflamed and disordered
“I’ll crash and burn”

My broken voice . . . a muted laugh
Ordinary resentment fades but
Shaking, this emotion is frozen to my blind voice as it overflows

The withered leaves of a forest dance and sway
My scream disappears . . . the rotting abysmal darkness
The voice of the pain and anguish of death in the depths
“Become as nothing”

Sink deeper . . . fall deeper . . .
I will swallow the deepest darkness
Though the trembling pierces my heart